A Friend Visited Today… and remarked that this was a “very Irish garden.” I asked her what she meant? “It’s definitely not an English garden, or any other type of a garden!” Hmm…
I thought about this after she had departed and came to some interesting conclusions.
Firstly, there are no formal beds, so that explains the fact it’s not an ‘English garden!’
This garden, like we Irish, is all over the place, with lots of surprises round every path…like here, almost hidden from view, the beautiful Spirea, Bridal Wreath, situated at the top of irregular steps that dare you not to fall!
The fact that wherever one goes in the garden, there are wildflowers as much as there are cultivated ones and are simply not contrived in any way!
And the plants themselves seem to possess a rugged individuality, so beloved in the Irish themselves.
It’s like they fuse back into Nature and determinedly do their own thing!
So, yes Marian, I do agree…this is a very Irish Garden!
A Friend Visited Today…
I thought about this after she had departed and came to some interesting conclusions. 
This garden, like we Irish, is all over the place, with lots of surprises round every path…like here, almost hidden from view, the beautiful Spirea, Bridal Wreath, situated at the top of irregular steps that dare you not to fall!
The fact that wherever one goes in the garden, there are wildflowers as much as there are cultivated ones and are simply not contrived in any way!
And the plants themselves seem to possess a rugged individuality, so beloved in the Irish themselves. 
So, yes Marian, I do agree…this is a very Irish Garden!